User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-4677325-20190802065718/@comment-4677325-20190803043854

Falkin simply glanced over at the sound, his eyes briefly catching a glimpse of the otter before turning back towards the wooded treetops, remaining silent as he inhaled a deep breath of the fresh and clean air. On days like this, he felt no words necessary to explain the peaceful atmosphere that had fallen over his soul.